I have a hyperactive imagination.Welcome to my world. You can get here by way of Astoria Blvd.,Sunrise Hwy or Wyoming Avenue~

Sins Of Omission

“My parents have died,” Herbert thought. “I’ve been through so many lost friendships and opportunities.” He lay motionless in his hospice bed, knowing that his bills were paid with money to spare, but something was still missing. His imagination ran rampant.